Maude was happier, if possible, in the love of Geoffrey Seymour when listening to the sweet silvery voice of this peerless woman.

Fanny was overjoyed on the arrival of Mary Douglas.

She alone could open her heart before the gaze of a companion.

Her affections were untrammelled by false hopes or unrequited love.

She sought the society of the former with a feeling bordering on idolatry.